This Garden
Lilacs in odor, to recall the perfume
of maiden’s amore, in her casting room
Velvet and violet, tender but today
for each casts its memory away.
Roses thick, with pink and blush
-a just kissed cheek, the stolen rush
When courage meant to quickly steal
this budding flower, and grant it, real.
Tulips tipping, to the dew, please sate
this thirst begins, if passion wanes
And drunkards, we, crushing vines
sucking our fingers, of green-grape wines.
It’s a natural thing for me
This garden, I grow for thee.
And all encompassed, by a forested gate
to frustrate all, that dare penetrate
Hidden, but very proudly, mine
that reaps, that grows, that shines.
And to toil tirelessly, just to compare
this golden evening, and your raven hair
This soil I turn; A bed tucked in
recalling how your arms held me then.
These blooms that lift their hopes to the sun
just like I did, once we were one
And upon your chest, in red, blushed
are pink roses, two, both full-flushed.
How I clamored, over sudden flowers
from sun to moon, became fertile hours
To think I’d ever walk away, this field
this earth, this Eden, this ever-real.
A tulip, one, and the dew satisfied
a craving far greater, so intensified
It held its head up and spoke of Spring
and how sudden it comes, once winter flees.
And in this forest, prepared to stand
this stead garden, this fertile land
I prepare the fruits, of thy hunger’s need
to fill the basket, with resulting seed.
It’s a natural thing for me
This garden, I grow for thee.
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hello dearest Styxian this is very beautiful, sensual and romantic…I have a garden dream to I always picture wisdom is there walking through the garden having philospohical conversations with Eve it is a curious thing… this is beautifully written and your metaphors are just right to evoke deep feeling ❤️
Hey Crims! I’ve edited this one so many times, trying to get the rhymes and meter tight. I’m not much into this type anymore, but it’s good practice for my ol’ brain. LOL
Thanks for letting me know that the effort paid off!
I love this. The rhyming is sooo good!
Dare I say perfect, yes I think I will.
I think about your back yard and all the hibiscus 🌺 back there.
This isn’t too far fetched 🙂
Love it and you!
Well my love, no flower compares to you!
Don’t forget the monster bougainvillea! (yes, i had to look up that spelling, LOL). It’s taking over the yard! Wanna come play gardener with me?
Beautifully penned, Mark. A very passionate write indeed my friend. Excellent work as always. Appreciate you.
Damian
Hello Sir Damian!
I don’t write many rhyme/meter poems much. It’s hard for me to get deep into my feels if I do. Freestyle is my obvious choice, because I can detail them better. But any rate, I do attempt to test some creative builds like this from time to time. And no, no AI assist either. (Seems many do lean on AI nowadays).
Anyway, thanks dude. I enjoy your dropping by’s !
Look at you going all rhymey! This is so lovely, well done.
❤️k
Hey you!
This was a major task to write! And several edits to get it to where I’m satisfied with it. I’m proud of it for the effort verses the result it took. So when I get any acknowledgement for it, I can breathe a sigh of relief! Thank you!
This has such a ye olde sonnet vibe to it. It flows and builds great imagery. Trying to write in a rhyming fashion fractures my brain. Well done!
Trust me, it wrecked my brain big time! I hacked at it quite alot. I actually had some more “ye olde sonnet” type words in it, but took them out because I didn’t want it to seem pretentious. If that makes sense. I also doubt that I can ever write one quite as solid as this one, as far as the build of it. again. Maybe if I break out the old pencil and paper, so I can erase a hundred times. LOL. (I still write on paper sometimes, because it holds a unique touch to me.
Good to see you Willow. Hope you are well and enjoying life!
I’m not used to seeing rhymes from you so this was a pleasant surprise. Your poems are always a pleasure to read. Great job here, this to me is a dedication poem and one well written.
Hello Tim. I started out as a rhyming kid. LOL. But as I got older and read more contemporary material, it changed my preferences. It was more in tune with my “feelings”.
But, I have a few attempts here and there, to stay mentally sharp I suppose. So I appreciate the nod for my result. these ain’t easy for me. If for anyone.